Fifteen men on a dead man's chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Drink and the devil had done for the rest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Bottle of rum, bottle of rum... The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike The bosun brained by a marlinspike And cookey's neck was marked belike It had been gripped by fingers ten; And there they lay, all good dead men Like break o'day in a boozing ken Bottle of rum, bottle of rum... Fifteen men of the whole ship's list Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Bottle of rum, bottle of rum...